Chapter 155: A Great Opportunity?

Chapter 155: A Great Opportunity?

Lu Ran was truly in awe!

It wasn't just any deity, but one as magnanimous as Lord Northwind.

After all, creating a divine ruins required an immense amount of effort.

Not to mention a tourist like Lu Ran, even the Northwind followers living in the city had to wait for a decade or more to witness the descent of the divine ruins! Some deity followers might not even see the traces of divine ruins in their entire lives.

Take the Spirit Oracle followers, for example.

With the deity Spirit Oracle absorbing faith power so blatantly, Lu Ran couldn't believe that Spirit Oracle would bestow such a blessing upon her disciples.

"Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!"

"Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!" The loud shouts were uniform and powerful, stirring up everyone's blood.

Lu Ran's eyes narrowed as he gazed into the inner city.

Were these cheering voices?

The next moment, among the more than ten Northwind followers standing in the sky, a young man clad in a snow-white cloak emerged.

He held the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade and charged straight towards the divine ruins!

The tiny figure seemed like an ant trying to shake a tree, using a similarly insignificant blade to strike the grand palace's gate.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound reverberated, shaking the heavens and the earth! "Pfft!" The young man was instantly blown back, even spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Apparently, he had been shaken and injured.

The tremor from the palace gate was so powerful that even Lu Ran, who was far away in the outer city, felt his eardrums hurt!

One could only imagine the impact the young man had suffered.

Just as the young man was blown away, another youth rushed out.

He held a great cleaver and swiftly charged towards the palace gate.

"Boom!"

Another intense tremor followed.

This youth was also blown back, and his blade even slipped from his hand.

"Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!"

"Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!" Inside the inner city, the cheering voices continued, growing more fervent.

In the sky, the more than ten Northwind followers formed a phalanx, each charging towards the divine ruins' gate.

One by one, they suffered severe injuries, spitting out blood and returning empty-handed.

"Yan..." Lu Ran spotted a familiar figure.

It was Yan Suangzi's turn!

She showed no fear, nor did she hesitate for a moment. Holding a horseman's cleaver similar to Deng Yuxiang's, she charged towards the palace gate.

"She's truly fearless."

Lu Ran pursed his lips as Yan Suangzi was also blown back forcefully.

What lay beyond the palace gate?

A divine armament?

A trace of blade intent?

Or perhaps a pure strand of 'qi' unique to the Northwind Blade?

No matter what it was, the deity Northwind had placed the divine ruins here, waiting for his disciples to claim it.

However, the disciples couldn't even open the palace gate.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Amidst the continuous sounds, Lu Ran watched as the Northwind followers took turns attempting to enter.

The more Lu Ran watched, the more apprehensive he became.

His understanding of deities was indeed too shallow.

The deity Northwind had only descended a divine ruins, yet its intensity had reached such a level.

In the future, would he have to compete with such powerful beings for the right to survive?

"Lu Ran?"

The door swung open, and the neighboring Si Xianxian rushed in.

"What?" Lu Ran kept his eyes fixed on the sky, responding absentmindedly.

"This time, we really got to see the divine ruins!" Si Xianxian exclaimed excitedly.

She looked around, spotted two blades on the table, quickly picked them up, and approached Lu Ran.

"What are you doing?" Lu Ran took the two blades, looking at Si Xianxian with confusion.

Unexpectedly, Si Xianxian said, "I don't know either. Who knows what you're trying to comprehend!

This is the divine ruins of the North Wind Sect!

Just hold the blades, maybe you'll understand something."

Lu Ran couldn't help but laugh.

Sister Xian was a hammer user and didn't understand anything.

Sister Xian was also a patient, and her mental state wasn't good.

But Sister Xian cared for him!

"Look at the divine ruins, not me!" Si Xianxian patted Lu Ran's face, "Quickly look and comprehend!"

Lu Ran: "."

What am I supposed to comprehend?

Am I supposed to learn how Northwind followers violently break down doors?

What does this have to do with blades?

"Have you comprehended anything?" Si Xianxian gazed at the divine ruins, and after a while, she couldn't help but ask.

"I've comprehended."

"Huh?" Si Xianxian's face lit up, "What did you comprehend?"

Lu Ran's voice was faint, "Breaking down doors and smashing walls, the Northwind followers are truly useless.

You should let the Blazing Heaven followers take over with their hammers."

Si Xianxian: ???

"You!" Si Xianxian almost laughed out of anger, "Is that what you comprehended?"

Lu Ran: "Just say whether it makes sense or not!"

"Ugh," Si Xianxian tugged at her hair.

It seems to make sense!

"Wow." Lu Ran exclaimed again.

In his sight, Yan Suangzi was once again shaken back.

Her snow-white cloak was already stained with blood, making her look pitiful.

She had clearly suffered a great trauma, and she was struggling to stand firm.

The wind that coiled around her feet seemed like it could vanish at any moment.

"Boom!"

Another deafening boom resounded through the sky.

Finally, one of the Northwind followers couldn't hold on any longer.

This young man, wielding a great cleaver, resembled a broken kite, drawing a parabola in the air as he fell downward.

From that moment on, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse!

One by one, the Northwind followers suffered injuries and fell into unconsciousness, plummeting to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, only four followers remained in the sky.

As the number of followers decreased and the rotation frequency increased, the time for the remaining few to adjust their breaths grew shorter.

"Pfft!"

Once again, Lu Ran saw Yan Suangzi being knocked back.

She was covered in bloodstains, her hair disheveled, looking utterly disheveled, and long gone was her former appearance as a peerless beauty.

For her, stepping through the air was once an effortless task.

But at this moment, she staggered, as if she might lose her footing at any second, falling from a height of two to three hundred meters.

In this round of attacks, the Northwind followers lost another formidable member.

Only three figures remained in the sky.

Lu Ran couldn't bear to see this, and suddenly became aware of a problem, speaking up, "What if we can't break open that gate?"

Si Xianxian replied matter-of-factly, "If we can't break it open, then we won't obtain the opportunity within."

Lu Ran: "..."

He suddenly realized that he was wrong.

The Deity Spirit Oracle might create divine ruins, but as long as they prevented the followers from obtaining the rewards within, it would be fine.

"Crack!!"

Suddenly, a shattering sound exploded through the sky.

Lu Ran immediately looked up and saw a crack appearing on the palace gate!

The one who achieved this feat was the valiant youth holding the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade!

"Ahhhh!!!"

The youth's roar also echoed through the sky.

That vigorous shout completely ignited the entire Boreas City!

Inside and outside the city, countless people looking up burst into astonishing cheers.

Amidst these exhilarating shouts, Yan Suangzi's eyes were filled with determination. She clenched her Night Slashing Saber, identical to the youth's, and fiercely slashed at the city gate.

"Crack!!"

Another crack appeared!

Another figure was blown away.

Blood mist sprayed everywhere once more.

"No, no," Lu Ran's heart sank as he watched Yan Suangzi's swaying figure.

Lu Ran was still worried, but the queue of Northwind followers didn't allow for any delay.

Another youth stepped forward, brandishing his saber.

This strike was deafening!

The palace gate was covered in cracks, and the youth himself was also "shattered," his life and death forgotten.

He didn't even have the chance to sway, his eyes rolled back, and he fell like a cannonball toward the ground.

In the sky, only two blood-soaked figures remained.

"Junior Sister Yan, I'm not being impolite...cough, no, I'm not being impolite."

The youth holding the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade was in tattered clothes, coughing up blood, his face deathly pale.

But his tiger-like eyes were full of spirit, intently staring at the palace gate covered in cracks.

Yan Suangzi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, a smile on her face.

Although her voice was weak, her words were bold and unyielding: "Senior Brother, please!"

"Ha!" The youth lifted the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, and the wind beneath his feet surged violently.

In the outer city inn, Lu Ran's eyes narrowed.

Regarding the third stage of Mind-Blade Unity, Lu Ran had an extremely intuitive feeling.

The valiant youth and the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade were in perfect harmony!

In that fleeting flash of saber light and human shadow, it was as if a blue dragon with bared fangs and claws was roaring as it charged toward the palace gate.

Lu Ran also seemed to understand the intent within the saber move:

Swallowing the mountains and rivers, sweeping through thousands of troops!

So domineering!

Truly too domineering... Hmm?

"Boom!!"

Amidst the terrifying muffled sound, the valiant youth was knocked backward.

Along with his soaring ambition, they were both pushed back.

The world fell silent.

Only the sound of cracks spreading from the palace gate continued.

1 second, 2 seconds... 10 seconds.

The valiant youth finally stood firm, and in his expectant gaze, that palace gate still stood tall.

Instantly, a wave of sighs arose.

The gate was now covered in cracks, just a little more and it would have been broken!

"Hahaha! Hahahahaha!" Suddenly, a burst of laughter echoed from the sky.

The youth laughed, blood flowing freely from his mouth.

Amidst his seemingly heroic laughter, there was a hint of bitterness and helplessness.

Yan Suangzi's expression was complex. "Senior Brother..."

"Rules are rules, cough... rules." The youth waved his hand. "Junior Sister Yan, please!"

His boldness and unyielding spirit were no less than Yan Suangzi's.

Yan Suangzi remained silent, gazing at the gate that seemed to shatter with a touch.

The youth's voice turned stern. "With the Deity above and everyone watching, Yan Suangzi, show the spirit of our North Wind Sect!"

"Yes.

"Yan Suangzi lifted the long and slender Horseman's Cleaver, her cloak fluttering in the wind.

For a fleeting moment, Lu Ran felt like he had seen Deng Yuxiang.

No, Lu Ran was reluctant to admit that Yan Suangzi seemed to be even more formidable.

These two close friends had chosen vastly different paths of growth.

The consequences of personal choices must be borne by the individual."

A gale rose, and frost snow filled the sky.

The white-clad figure with bloodstains moved gracefully, their slender blade sharp as a dragon.

With a single person and a blade, they shattered the grand palace gates that had barred countless Heaven's Pride!

Amidst the piercing sound of shattering, the white-clad figure charged into the Divine Ruins with a thunderous impact.

"Crack!"

"Damn!" Si Xianxian's sweet voice exclaimed, covering her ears as if her eardrums were about to shatter.

"Boom!"

The city, both inside and out, was still rejoicing when the Divine Ruins exploded.

Lu Ran's eyes widened in shock. Where was Yan Suangzi?

She had pierced through the palace gates and ventured into the Divine Ruins alone, but then...

Where did she go?!

Don't tell me Yan Suangzi ascended to the heavens in broad daylight!

She's only at the Fifth Stage of the River Realm; it's not like she's that powerful.

The majestic palace crumbled into fragments of broken bricks and tiles, scattering in all directions.

As Lu Ran searched for Yan Suangzi's figure, he happened to see an illusory fragment of stone strike the youth holding the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade.

However, the stone caused no harm; instead, it seemed to merge with the youth?

"Hurry, grab it quickly! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Si Xianxian was thrilled and immediately climbed out the window, heading for the rooftop.

Lu Ran snapped back to his senses, his mind filled with doubts, and hurriedly followed her out.

At the same time, many others climbed onto the rooftops, and in various parts of the city, Northwind Followers took to the skies, vying for the broken bricks and tiles.

As Lu Ran watched a large stone fly towards him, he leaped high into the air to meet it.

"Huff~"

As expected, an incredibly pure and powerful energy surged into his body!

Lu Ran felt his body swell with energy, and an ominous premonition arose.

"Ugh~"

Lu Ran dry-heaved, as if trying to expel the energy from his body.

Fortunately, everyone was busy scrambling for the fragments and had no time to pay him any attention.

If anyone had been idle, they would have rushed over to give Lu Ran a few hard kicks.

What's the meaning of this?

Our divine deities are compassionate and inclusive, imparting blessings to all sentient beings.

Does this act disgust you?

Lu Ran nodded, feeling a bit disgusted.

After all, he was only at the Fifth Stage of the Stream Realm.

If his body were a container, Lu Ran's bucket was already full.

Pouring more water into the bucket would only cause it to overflow.

"Vrrr~"

"Vrrr!" Suddenly, the two blades in Lu Ran's embrace began to tremble.

Lu Ran's face froze in surprise, not expecting such a strong reaction from the Jie Ye Sword and the Radiance Blade.

Divine Energy, of course, was universally applicable.

The energy absorbed in the Demon Dungeon and that obtained before the shrine were essentially the same.

However, the Divine Energy bestowed by the Divine Statue Incarnation of the Deity of the Northwind seemed to carry an extra attribute in the depths of its essence.

Nurturing people and nurturing blades?

Indeed, it was a sect specializing in blade techniques!

Lu Ran held the two blades close, feeling their intense reaction.

The Radiance Blade, even when it trembled, did so minimally. When had it ever reacted so violently?

"Hurry, hurry, I'm going to throw up!"

Lu Ran couldn't afford to indulge his nausea; he aimed at a large piece of illusory debris and darted out.

Divine Art: Immortal Hoof!

To hasten the transformation of the blades into Divine Armaments, the Celestial Ram Follower had already lost all sense of shame.

A little lamb was using the Celestial Ram Sect's Divine Art to compete fiercely with the Northwind Followers for this opportunity.

As Lu Ran fought, he recalled Yan Suangzi's advice.

Second Stage: Heart-Blade Unity!

The blade is an extension of the swordsman's thoughts.

Lu Ran's charging figure suddenly stopped, standing on the rooftop, head raised to meet the falling debris.

"Vrrr~"

"Vrrr!" His hands trembled in unison with the blade's vibrations.

Lu Ran clenched the blades tightly, his mind in turmoil.

We will make the fifteenth night of this world

A peaceful and silent night!

We will break through the golden light of the rising sun, using it to tear through the foggy canopy.

Then, we will offer the dazzling radiance behind the fog

To the countless souls in this world who have endured endless suffering.

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